6

Rocks flew across the river and now everyone was shouting and cussing. So this was the big rock fight everyone spoke about. It was definitely giving me an adrenaline rush. I got hit with a few but it only fueled me to keep throwing. I was mainly aiming for Lance.

"Faline, get out of here!" Henry called and I looked at him.

"What no I'm not leaving you guys." I said.

"We got this. Just get home. We don't need our mom to worry." he said. I just looked at him and he smirked and motioned for me to go. I looked at my friends to see they were holding their own before I turned and ran down the river.

Normal POV

Ethan McNamara loved picking on people. It made him feel good about himself and that's why he was best friends with Lance Murtaugh and the other boys. He used to feel he needed a reason to hurt someone, but now, now he didn't need one when hanging with Lance. He was enjoying himself way too much with this rock fight. He was the biggest of the group and he could have easily just run across and tackle the other losers. But seeing the girl, Faline, the cause of all of this, running off, he figured he could hurt Henry in other ways. He waited for the other side to all lean over and pick up rocks before turning and running off into the forest. He ran down the same direction as Faline. He wanted to wait until she was far away from the others before surprising her.

However, a small sound made him slow his running. He paused and looked around listening again. It was a small child, crying. It was in front of him and then behind him. He looked behind him immediately and then all over the place. Where was it coming from? He paced around a bit trying to figure out if it was a lost child.

"Hello?" he asked and looked ahead and saw something standing there across from him. It was a kid, couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years old. A little boy dressed in a white clown suit. He had short red hair and white paint covered his skin.

'What the fuck?' Ethan thought to himself before taking a few steps toward the child.

"Hey kid what are you doing out here?" he asked. The child wiped his eyes looking up at him with deep blue orbs. He twiddled his gloved hands.

"I-I…lost my mommy." He cried. Ethan looked him over.

"What? How'd you get out here?" he asked. The child huffed and hiccupped.

"Please. Help me find my mommy." he pled. Ethan walked closer to the boy his eyes gently fading from the innocent blue to a deep gold.

"Alright kid where do you live?" he asked leaning over to pick up the child. As soon as the young child's face reached Ethan's chest, his mouth opened, a row of razor sharp fangs appeared immediately and he sank his mouth deep into Ethan's jugular. His eyes widened and he screamed out hard as he felt his entire body jump into action. He threw the child across the air and with him a chunk of flesh. In shock, Ethan fell to the ground grasping at his neck. "What the fuck!"

"Have you seen my mommy?" the boy asked with a wide smile, eyes starting to drift apart. Ethan did his best to back away, but instead he ended up crawling away until he hit the legs of another. He looked up and in panic and blur he saw another clown, this time an older girl with long red curls and bright yellow eyes.

"Have you seen my mommy?" she asked smiling wide, revealing her numerous rows of teeth. Ethan jumped forward and looked up now to see a group of children dressed as clowns hovering around him. Some young and some older almost as old as Ethan. They chanted and questioned "Have you seen our mommy?" Ethan tried his best to get up and run but he was losing too much blood. He fell seconds as he got up.

"What the fuck are you?" he yelled as he was surrounded by the children now and suddenly he saw an even taller clown standing there with a deep frown, eyes as dangerous as the kids. His lips spread into a frown and he chuckled some.

"My children are hungry. It is only necessary that I feed them." he said raising his arms out to the small army of kids whose eyes faded from blue to gold and their mouths opened to reveal the massive animalistic jaws. "Feast on his feeeaarrr and then his fleeeesh." The kids all roared and ganged up on the teenage boy who screamed in utter pain and fear as blood flew everywhere. His body could not be seen, but the sound of flesh ripping and bones cracking filled the air. Pennywise lifted his head some and watched with pride.

"Yes my children, feast." he said before looking over his right shoulder with a frown, "We must grow big and strong before we meet… mommy." With that he growled, showing his massive rows of teeth.

Faline's Pov

I hoped Henry and the others were alright. I managed to get home and get into the bath before Mom saw me. I sighed gently and looked at myself in the mirror. First week of school: survived. I met Mom in the kitchen and she was cleaning.

"Hey hon, ordered us a pizza. Should be home soon. You have fun at Beverly's?" she asked and I nodded.

"Yes. It was fine. Mom… I heard Officer Bowers come over to the bakery and stuff last week. Do you like him?" I asked.

"Officer Bowers? Why would you ask that honey?" she asked.

"Just curious." I replied and she grinned.

"I like everyone in this town. I am friendly with everyone. Officer Bowers was just stopping by to ask about when I would have the macadamia cookies back in." she said. I wasn't entirely convinced, but after everything I put mom through, I decided to let it go. I hadn't heard from Henry any. I hoped everyone got away okay. I was exhausted from earlier, so I decided to hit the bed earlier.

I was dreaming now, dreaming of my room? I blinked some and tried to move, but I couldn't. I look around to see I'm tied down, my arms to my side and my legs spread. I'm naked. It had to be a sex dream, a week without sex for me was destroying me inside and out. I decided to stop struggling and the door of my room opened.

But who came in brought a shock to my eyes.

"J-Jarred." I said and he smirked.

"Hello Faline. Long time huh. Two years to be exact." he said and he closed my door and locked it. Wake up, please wake up. "You know I've missed you, Faline." I thought I would be panicking but I wasn't. I looked back at Jarred to see he was naked.

"I've missed driving you home from school and talking to you. You know I was really disappointed in the end you betrayed me." he said walking to the end of the bed. He flipped his hair out of his face and shook his head. "I was actually hurt."

This wasn't Jarred.

"You aren't him." I snapped and Jarred smirked, brown eyes fading gold.

"You're right. I am not him. I never was. He died a long time ago." he said his voice changing into a more bouncy and vibrant tone. He jumped onto the bed and I whimpered some.

"You're dead. You have to be." I said and he tilted his head some and giggled placing his fists to his lips as if excited.

"I was never dead, Faline! You merely locked me inside that gorgeous stomach of yours. But I let you take me willingly, because you were going to let me out of your own free will." he explained. "I was just biding my time until the right pregnancy came that I could slip right out through." My eyes widened. The miscarriage. It was him. It was him!

"This is a dream." I said struggling now. "YOU'RE NOT REAL!" He stood up now between my legs frowning.

"Oh this is far from a dream Faline." he said as he began to stroke his limp cock in front of me. I looked away and closed my eyes. "You're going to want to be awake for this, Faline." I glanced at his face, but the shining glimpse between his legs caught my attention and I gasped. He was stroking himself more before pulling down the head of his cock revealing a long blade. Jarred's eyes were clouded as he released a soft moan.

"Oh how I've missed being inside you." he said seductively. My eyes were immediately filled with fear and I screamed knowing what he was going to do with that. He leaned down some and placed his hand on my leg. I felt it! I FELT IT!

Wake up! Wake up, wake up, wake up! I screaming blood murder now, until I felt that one violent thrust and quickly I sat up with a gasp and looked around. I was moving freely in my room. I cut on my lamp and looked around seeing I was alone. I pulled the blankets off my body and saw clean sheets. No red. No blood. I leaned back into the bed and ran my fingers over my forehead. What the fuck was that? That was a nightmare. Why was I even dreaming of him? It was so real. I didn't even want to sleep out of fear I would see him again. But I had no choice. I was so tired. I closed my eyes and prepared for the horror, but it didn't come. I was met with the sun the next morning and I just stood in the bathroom staring at my stomach. Is he still inside me? Still locked away?

"Where is he?" I asked lowly, but got no answer. "Where is he?" Still nothing. This scared me a lot. But then again, I couldn't expect an ancient spirit to speak to me all the time. Thank god it was Saturday. Mom was sleeping in and so I decided to go out and just take a walk. It was so real, that dream. I never dreamed of Jarred or the clown. Why now? A black car was pulling up beside me and I turned to see who it was. I immediately smiled.

"Henry. You're okay." I said and he smiled.

"Yeah we showed those sons of bitches." he said.

"Did everyone get home alright?" I asked. He shrugged.

"How should I know I'm not their mothers." he said and motioned for me to get in. "Come on." I smiled and hurried to get in. I guess I will find out the story in class. I got into the passenger seat and leaned over kissing him hard.

"I need you to make me forget about this fucking week." I demanded and he smirked.

"Yes ma'am." he said before stepping on the gas.